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Chapter 11 by Ulap38 Ulap38

What does Sandy do? Did they notice her?

She can't help but stare. Not immediately.

Sandy stood transfixed, the images recorded into her mind forever. That had to have been one of the most erotic sights she had ever seen. And Billy Royce! She had seen Mr. and Mrs Menard having sex with Billy Royce! There was no way Peter and Peggy would believe this! When she noticed Hank begin to move she carefully moved so she wouldn't be seen.

"Damn, that...I don't think I have words for that," Hank said, breathing a little heavy as he carefully eased out of his wife.

Veevee moaned as Hank pulled out of her. "Don't need words, Love," she cooed quietly. She rested her head in the crook of Billy's neck, giving him a series of light, affectionate kisses. "Thank you for that, Rock Star."

"No, thank you guys. Seriously, this has got to be the best post-concert romp I've ever had," Billy said sincerely.

Hank chuckled as he sat on the couch beside them. "Stick around, Mr. Royce. I assure you we can top it."

"Easily," Veevee agreed. She gingerly began to move off of Billy. "Especially if we get our friends involved." She unsheathed herself from Billy and practically tumbled into Hank's lap. "Phew, I'm going to need a minute boys." Veevee looked tired, but had a very satisfied look on her face as she rested her head against Hank's chest, closing her eyes.

"If that's true then I'm half-tempted to get a place near where you guys live," Billy said, breathing a little heavy too, but didn't seem like he was going to be worn out anytime soon.

Sandy glanced again from her hiding spot behind the door and her eyes went wide. Naked Billy Royce! Holy shit! She had seen a poster of him shirtless before, but that was nothing compared to the sight of the naked rock star. He reminded her of some of the Greek statues she'd seen at museums and art galleries.

"Mm, I think I like the idea of having easy access to you," Veevee said with a dreamy smile. She opened her eyes a bit, then opened them a bit further when she noticed the young blonde woman at the door. "Sandy? Honey, is that you?"

Sandy jumped, startled. She'd been so caught up in ogling that she wasn't paying attention to anything else. "Y-yeah. Sorry, Mrs. Menard."

Hank and Billy turned to where Veevee had noticed Sandy behind the door. "Sandy, you've known us long enough and well enough to call us by our first names," Hank scolded gently.

"Sorry," Sandy said-still a little jittery.

"Sweetie, it's okay," Veevee said, her tone nurturing and kind. "Come in. Would you like to meet our guest?"

Does Sandy stay?

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